Rocky Road To Dublin

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In the merry month of May from my 
home I started
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Left the girls of Tuam-nearly 
broken-hearted
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Saluted Father dear kissed my 
darlin' Mother
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Drank a pint of beer my grief and 
tears to smother
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Then off to reap the corn and 
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leave where I was born
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I cut a stout blackthorn to banish 
ghost and goblin
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In a brand-new pair of brogues I
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 rattled o'er the bogs
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And frightened all the dogs on the 
rocky road to Dublin
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One two three four five

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Hunt the hare and turn her Down the 
rocky road
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And all the ways to Dublin Whack 
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In Mullingar that night I rested 
limbs so weary
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Started by daylight next morning 
light and airy
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Took a drop of the pure to keep my 
heart from sinking
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That's an Paddy d cure whene'er he's
 on for drinking
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To see the lasses smile laughing 
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all the while
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At me curious style 'twould set your
 heart a-bubbling
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They ax'd if I was hired the 
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wages I required
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Till I was almost tired of the rocky
 road to Dublin
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Hunt the hare and turn her Down the 
rocky road
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And all the ways to Dublin Whack 
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In Dublin next arrived I thought it 
such a pity
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To be so soon deprived a view of 
that fine city
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Then I took a stroll out among the 
quality
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My bundle it was stole in a neat 
locality
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Something crossed me mind then I
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 looked behind
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No bundle could I find upon me stick
 a-wobblin'
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Enquiring for the rogue they said
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 me Connaught brogue
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Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky 
road to Dublin
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One two three four five

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Hunt the hare and turn her Down the 
rocky road
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And all the ways to Dublin Whack 
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From there I got away me spirits 
never failing
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Landed on the quay as the ship was 
sailing
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Captain at me roared said that no 
room had he
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When I jumped aboard a cabin found 
for Paddy
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Down among the pigs I played 
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some funny rigs
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Danced some hearty jigs the water 
round me bubblin'
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When off to Holyhead I wished 
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meself was dead
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Or better far instead on the rocky 
road to Dublin
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One two three four five

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Hunt the hare and turn her Down the 
rocky road
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And all the ways to Dublin Whack 
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The boys of Liverpool when we safely
 landed
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Called meself a fool I could no 
longer stand it
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Me blood began to boil temper I was 
losin'
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Poor old Erin's isle they began 
abusin'
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Hurrah my soul says I let my 
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shillelagh fly
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Some Galway boys came by saw I was a
 hobblein
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Then with a loud Hurray they 
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joined in the affray
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We quickly cleared the way for the 
rocky road to Dublin
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One two three four five

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Hunt the hare and turn her Down the 
rocky road
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And all the ways to Dublin Whack 
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